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Not a sea, but Ecstasy in motion, A drowning union, a sacred ocean. Soul not lost, but Annihilated in Light, Day and night vanish in that Sight. It swallows thorns, turns dust to pearls, Shatters the self, unfurls and hurls Every “I” and “you” from its shore, What was two
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The night leans closer, and I let it. There’s a cold breeze brushing past my hair, a few city lights blinking like half-kept promises, and somewhere between the hum of traffic and my thoughts, I start remembering the things I never said. Maybe we all do that— stand under
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I lie down on the sylvan floor, to hear the ancient call. I listen to the lore, through winter, spring, summer and fall. Through the pit I bore, embraced the past in thrall.
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Every sunrise feels older now, like it’s seen me fall and still returns— I think that’s what love must be. It doesn’t ask for explanations, doesn’t wait for me to be ready. It just shows up— steady, unembarrassed, pouring gold over the ruins. The kettle hums,
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Let me fly a thousand miles in my dreams, As only in dreams, I feel truly free. Let me wash my sins in rivers of pure streams, Where fear of drowning claims no hold on me. Let me not be judgmental, Of the quiet virtues of those with tender hearts,
From the journal of a love-lorn lady, year unknown... This night, the house speaks again... It murmurs his name through the broken pane, as though love itself were trapped between brick and breath... I dare not answer, lest the silence grow jealous... The neighbours call it gossip, say the walls
I looked up today, and for once, the sky didn’t feel distant— it felt like an answer. The coconut tree swayed, the wind hummed something ancient, and I realized— maybe peace isn’t found, maybe it’s remembered. Life stands like that tree, rooted deep in shifting sand, learning
Spotted you across the room, put a spell on you, led you to the mossy forest ground. You danced to my beat on our first meet. Dangerous but exciting. Time to embrace or leave the maze. So, what will it be? Leave or stay, we'll always have this
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The sindoor does not just rest on her skin— it transforms her. Her face, already a garden of laughter, suddenly carries the radiance of flame. Every curve of her smile glitters brighter, her eyes bloom softer, yet stronger— as if the sun itself leaned closer to watch her shine. In
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Each to their own orbit, bound, Each to their own center, wound. Each in their own sphere, confined, Each in their own spin, defined.
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For an observer, I do nothing but watch what has come of my people. Blinded by golden hills of greed, heedless of the agonised screams. Of children whose skin peeled back from flesh, and brittle bone ground to ash. People who shed tears for forgotten wars, buried beneath concrete and
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Just as adversity came into your life without knocking, Joy will too, seep into your life again like sunlight on a Monday morning. You will brew a cup of coffee, and it won't be your survival liquid, But a thing you are thankful to sip on - it